forgotten you When I get free ya won't see me Here for dust! Look down, look down Don't look 'em in the eye How long O Lord Before you let me die? Look
day less to be living. At the end of the day you're another day colder And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill And the righteous hurry past They don't
all forgotten you 4TH CONVICT When I get free You won't see me 'Ere for dust CHORUS Look down, look down Don't look 'em in the eye. 5TH CONVICT How long
that's all you can say for the life of the poor It's a struggle, it's a war And there's nothing that anyone's giving One more day standing about, what
forgotten you [CONVICT FOUR] When I get free ya won't see me Here for dust! [PRISONERS] Look down, look down Don't look 'em in the eye [CONVICT FIVE] How long
a darkness which comes without a warning But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in the morning. [Valjean enters] [VALJEAN] Oh, Fantine, our time
Don't try to tell me what I mean Don't try to build yourself from the outside Don't try to make yourself; you'll break every time Don't try to take your
we'll be mighty strong Until we're together - won't be too long We'll be singing and dancing the whole night long Music playing till the morning sun
this really all that we can hope for as death? Maybe our lives don't matter that much, But why impose our madness on future generations? Or is it perhaps
Her sister got my beeper number, keeps on hittin' me. Think I fucked her twice, long time ago, But now I like tracy and she won't let go. I know a trick
us someone, let us out of here Living here so long, undisturbed Dreaming of the time we were free So many years ago Before the time when we first heard
be in. Havin' all that room, seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't have to take out their garbage for a long time.
Seeking wisdom in the darkness hovering helplessly around our pain crying with absence of real tears, like a child born in vein. I can no longer bear
, woo All of these feelings inside us come by As we capture love supernaturally that can't be defined One of the moments we've been waiting for our whole lives
the system is designed to keep our third eyes blind But not blind in the sense that our other two eyes can't see You just end investing quality time in places you don't
that's long and scary Where she lives her life of plenty I'm driving home and I wish it was on the way But the map I have, leaves out that highway Somewhere
will work out They do it every time The world won't get no better If we just let it be, na, na, na The world won't get no better We gotta change it,